Toddler Strikes Again...

I am in the middle of working on a post explaining how I came to the decision to homeschool but it is becoming quite the little novel so since it's been a little drought in the area of stories of how crazy my toddler is, I thought I would share a snippet from today:

I was getting ready in my room next to the loft where my 20 month was supposed to be playing/watching a video with his older brother.  It got quiet (always a bad sign with this one) so I went to seek the toddler out.  I found him downstairs in the laundry room where he had dumped the cat food into the water dish (in the meantime spilling water and food everywhere).  He is sitting in a giant puddle of mushy kibble, stirring the concoction with his TOOTHBRUSH happy as can be.  Ick, ick, ick, ick, ick. 

He was so furious I took away his toothbrush and threw it away that I had to bury it in the bottom of the trashcan because he was trying to go back in after it.  Then, realizing that retrieval was futile, he turned on me and tried to bite a chunk out of my leg (probably with cat food breath, I didn't have the stomach to check and using the toothbrush was out). 

There you have it, a snapshot into my day. 
Prayers are always welcomed/appreciated.